“Don’t tell me that you haven’t remembered it yet.” He raised one of his eyebrows and looked at me smugly.

“I remember now. And it’s so damn shocking. How could I not realize that it was you?! And who calls himself diamond?!” I said loudly. “Yeah it’s shocking that you didn’t know who I was. I thought you were my fans? And you said your name was Sky. What's wrong with diamonds?” I could feel my cheeks redden from embarrassment. “I-I am your fans. How could I recognize you when you hid your face like that and changed your voice? And also, Haneul means Sky.” I defended myself. He chuckled then ruffled my hair carelessly. “Stop it.” I caught his hand to stop him from messing my hair again. It was becoming his hobby to mess my hair. He said that he liked a woman with bird nest hair. What kind of nonsense was that?

“Now, where is my shirt? I came to your apartment to take my shirt back after over a decade.” He demanded with his bossy voice. “Tch. So petty.” I stood up to take his shirt from my room. Now that I knew it was his shirt, I wanted to save it even more. This morning he was so adamant to come to my apartment. He said he wanted to take his old shirt back after I said that I remembered him and still had his old shirt.

I walked to my room and he was following me. I turned around to him and narrowed my eyes. “You stop here.” Yunki mimicked my expression. “Why? You’ve seen my room, why can’t I see yours?” He asked. Before I could give him an answer his face turned smug. “Ooohhh. Do you hang a huge poster of me in there?” My eyes widened in horror. How could he know that? “What? Am